Each slight step lifts up the ashes that remain of the forest as it burns.

The residual heat of the fire can still be clearly felt, transmitted from under the sensitive soles of the feet.

The general rode on horseback and raised his hand in disgust to fan the air in front of the tip of his nose, and the forest of death after the fire emitted a not-so-pleasant smell, the stench of the corpses mixed with the stench of charcoal.

Without the cover of the forest and the miasma, they soon discovered an ancient castle standing not far away.

In the forest that has not shown its true face in a hundred years, there is actually a castle?

The general's mind instantly thought of the strange treasures left behind by some ancient nobleman, as if he pushed open the door of the gloomy building, and there were countless treasures waiting for him to collect.

The moon is really full tonight, hanging high in the blue ink night sky.

The cold moonlight reflected on the dilapidated castle, casting a sense of mystery over it.

"Speed me up."

With a look of joy on his face, the general rode on horseback and shouted to the soldiers, who rushed forward excitedly at the order.

A soldier who was ahead of the pack carried a torch and hurried towards the castle, only to find that something seemed to be moving ahead. He stopped and looked at his companions, who were rushing forward desperately, as if not noticing any movement in the distance.

The soldier looked ahead again in confusion, rubbed his eyes, and thought that it must be too dark to look away, and the doubts in his heart were quickly replaced by excitement, and he strode to follow, he also wanted to get a piece of the pie as soon as possible.

The large army soon reached the castle gates.

The tall walls were covered with dead vines, and in the center were two dilapidated gates, tightly closed.

The two soldiers went to the gate of the castle at the signal of the general, and they pushed hard, and the gate was opened.

A heavy smell of decay came over the face, and the interior of the castle in the moonlight was particularly eerie, with a mess of rubble and broken statues standing in the square.

The soldiers looked at each other, and an inexplicable fear began to spread through the crowd.

"Get in!"

As soon as the general gave the order, no matter how uneasy he felt, the soldiers also walked in.

He tugged at the reins and motioned for the horse beneath him, but the horse began to shake its hooves restlessly, and it seemed to smell danger and refused to take a step forward.

The general tried several methods, but even if he beat the horse hard, he could not drive it to take a step, and he turned over and dismounted in anger, and scolded: "A beast is a beast!" ”

Then he handed the reins in his hand to his entourage: "Wait for me outside!" And drew the knife at his waist and followed the large army into the castle.

The spring night was like winter, and the cool wind blew through, raising the ashes on the ground, and there was a strange creepy sound of the wind.

The flames on the torches were whirring in the wind, and the silence around was only the sound of footsteps, and everyone's eyes looked around vigilantly.

After passing through the small square, I came to the core building of the castle, and when I pushed open the dusty gate, several coughs immediately sounded in the empty hall.

The soldiers who pushed the door involuntarily inhaled the old dust and choked on coughing.

"Shut up!"

The general spoke in displeasure and told them to shut up.

As soon as the coughing stopped, the terrible silence returned in an instant.

A group of people, no one dared to take the first step.

The general looked around left and right, snatched the torches of the soldiers around him, and walked into the hall first.

The main hall was empty, there was not even a table, except for the floor with a thick layer of ash and the chandelier hanging high on the ceiling of the hall, and only the escalators leading to the second floor on both sides remained.

When the last soldier walked into the hall tremblingly, a gust of evil wind blew, and with a "bang", the door of the hall was closed.

The timid soldier hurriedly went to pull the gate, but found that it could not be opened.

This strange scene instantly pushed the fear that had already spread in the crowd to the top, and all the soldiers let out a panicked gasp, and the general who was stepping up the stairs also turned sharply at the sound.

"What's the panic? A gust of wind can scare you like that? ”

He cursed, his voice echoing through the empty hall.

With the strange castle everywhere and the startling of the people around him, the general turned his head and swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, and a chill passed from his back to his scalp.

He glanced around, and continued to walk upstairs, and although the whole hall looked dilapidated, his passion for finding treasures did not diminish from this.

The soldiers who followed followed followed the general's steps and stepped up the stairs, and the sound of footsteps sounded again in the quiet hall.

"Hoo ......"

Another yin wind came from nowhere, blowing out the only light source in the main hall.

In an instant, the entire hall was filled with only faint moonlight through the glass windows, and the rest of the place was plunged into darkness.

"Ghost!"

A low cry reactivated the fear hidden in everyone's hearts.

"Where? Where is it! ”

There are constantly timid guys asking frantically.

It seemed that everyone saw the so-called "ghosts", and the chaotic exclamations were intertwined: "Here, there!" ”

"Stop arguing, light the torches!"

The general roared, grabbed a panicked soldier in front of him, found the fire in his arms, and rekindled the torch in his hand.

The light dispelled the darkness again, and the panicked soldiers gradually calmed down their fears.

Suddenly, a soldier's voice trembled, the fright on his face was undisguised, staring at the door of the main hall with a pair of eyes, slowly raising his hand and pointing behind everyone: "Look, what is that?" ”

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that something seemed to be crawling slowly on the floor of the dim hall, gradually approaching their direction.

The already timid guy climbed directly up the stairs, and in an instant, there was another exclamation, and he ran down from the second floor with a rolling belt: "Above, above, there are ghosts!" ”

Everyone's eyes looked towards the second floor, and in the darkness where the moonlight could not shine, a dry bone-like hand suddenly stretched out from it.

Everyone's scalps exploded, screaming and running down the stairs, but the demons in front of them had blocked their way.

Suffering from the enemy on the back of the abdomen, the general realized that they were surrounded, so he simply stabilized his mind, raised his knife and shouted: "Destroy this group of monsters." ”

It seemed that the desire to survive inspired the ability of this group of soldiers, and they all pulled out the knives at their waists, roaring and slashing at the demons, and the extremely fast demons quickly subdued one soldier after another.

The general, holding a torch and, under the protection of the soldiers, slashed the monster that attacked him.

Suddenly, one of his cronies protecting him was dragged away by a monster in the chaos, screaming in the darkness.

In the next second, it was the cronies on the other side, and before he could make a sound, he disappeared into the darkness beyond the light source.

The general immediately panicked, and retreated in a panic, shaking the torch in one hand, and swinging the broadsword forward in the other.

Screams rang out one after another, and the darkness intensified the fear in his heart.

Until he was forced to stop as if he had touched something on his back, he froze, and the touch clearly told him that it wasn't just a wall.

He turned his head slowly......

A "ghost" face was so close that he could even smell the stench of decay from the monster.

"Whew!"

Blood splattered, the general stared at a pair of eyes, his body fell straight back, and the torch in his hand rolled out......

Before the firelight disappeared, the sight of his throat wide open and blood flowing out of Bobo was the last impression he left on this world.

It was a massacre without suspense.

Everyone in the main hall was wiped out by the demons, and the scattered soldiers outside the hall also became prisoners of the demons and became food for the celebration of this battle.

……

The wind blew, bringing a faint scream into Han Qingluo's ears, and she understood that the time had come to escape.

Walking through the darkness, Han Qingluo followed the route in his memory and walked out of the dungeon smoothly.

The screams in her ears became louder and louder, she was already close to the main hall, as long as she passed through the square, she could go straight to the castle gate and escape!

She took a deep breath and hid under a ruined wall, observing the surroundings of the square through the faint moonlight, as if these "ghosts" had gathered in the main hall, and there was no sign of them outside.

She riveted her strength, ran quickly in the shadows, and when she approached the city gate, she hurriedly stopped her feet and dodged behind the city gate.

Outside the city gate, a "ghost" was lying on a person's body, greedily sucking the blood in his body.

There was also a frightened horse beside him, trembling, staring at them with big eyes, forgetting the chirping.

In the quiet night, the sound of sucking "Zizi" came into Han Qingluo's ears as if it was close to her ears, making her cold hairs stand on end, from her scalp to the soles of her feet.

Of course, the "ghost" heard something that did not belong to him, and raised his head vigilantly, with warm blood still flowing from his mouth.

The sucking sound stopped abruptly, and Han Qingluo understood that he was exposed, and slowly raised the knife in his hand, staring at the city gate all the time.

Under the moonlight, a shadow slowly crawled in from the city gate, Han Qingluo clenched the knife in his hand, held his breath, and a dense cold sweat oozed from his forehead......

A withered hand quietly grabbed the door, and the "ghost" screamed, and slammed into the door, but it was empty, with a disappointed expression on his face: there was nothing behind this door.

It turned its gaze to another door and crept over again......

Looking at it again, it was still empty, and a pair of cloudy eyes showed doubts, could it be that I heard it wrong?

"Sand!"

The thick vines on the wall shook and rubbed against the wall with a faint sound.

The "ghost" looked up, and a large black shadow fell from the sky, and a sharp knife came down, directly cutting off his head.

Before it could react, it died under Han Qingluo's knife.

When it was over, Han Qingluo also made up for the position of its heart, causing the ghost to completely turn into a pile of ashes.

"Let you like to scream, taste what heaven is called!"

Han Qingluo kicked the ashes to vent the resentment in his heart, and then ran out of the city gate without stopping for a moment.

The general's horse was a godsend, and she rode it through the ashes of the forest, through the empty tents, and through the gloomy canyons, and escaped from Hell......

A familiar scene suddenly hit her mind, and she looked around, isn't this the dead forest that Galo was talking about?